Saturday, February 11, 2023

Watching a doe from the upstairs window

 A doe came into the woods behind the fence, accompanied by another doe. She would scratch her neck, using one back hoof, then the other.

Sometimes, cows do that just before giving birth.

I watched the doe for a couple of hours. But if a fawn was born, it was born elsewhere.

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